Not a drop of water,
Not a piece of crumb,
But an egg on a
Bright green leaf
A puny, sticky, and yellow
Egg

Wiggling itself out
Crawling up, then down
Can travel half-way around
The world
Nibbling on its
Green, crunchy leaf

It stop and rests
And curls up into
A ball
Hanging onto
A tree branch
Puny, sticky, green
Cocoon

Pushing, and fighting
To get out
Her wings are long
Strong and beautiful
Now gliding the rest of
The world